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Highway Halt Near Nashik Turned Filthy Fast With Her

Highway Halt Near Nashik Turned Filthy Fast With Her

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I still get hard thinking about that drive out of Mumbai. Me and Neha were heading toward Nashik for her cousin wedding thing. I never planned any hinglish road trip sex story nonsense that night but her hands and mouth changed everything before we even hit the ghat section.

Neha sat in the passenger seat wearing that thin kurti and jeans that hugged her ass too tight. She kept shifting and every time the car bounced her tits moved under the cloth. I tried watching the road but yaar my eyes kept going down. She caught me looking and just smirked. No soft talk from her. She put her hand straight on my thigh and squeezed hard.

Amit you driving like some uncle she said low. Keep one hand free for me. I laughed and told her behave till we reach the dhaba. She did not listen. Her fingers climbed higher and pressed right on my cock through the pants. It jumped and she laughed soft. Already hard for me? Good. I want it tonight on this road not in some boring hotel bed.

Traffic thinned after the city. Night road empty enough. She opened my zip slow and pulled my cock out. Warm hand wrapped around it and she started stroking with spit from her mouth. I gripped the wheel tight and muttered slow down or we crash. She bent over the gear and took the head in her mouth. Hot wet and greedy. Her tongue circled and she sucked deep making those wet sounds. I almost swerved into the divider.

I pushed her head down more and she took it without gagging much. Saliva ran down my shaft onto my balls. She pulled off and said find some dark spot now I am soaked. My pussy is dripping for this lund. I scanned the sides and saw a dirt cut near some trees off the highway. Pulled in fast killed the lights and engine.

Backseat Clothes Came Off Fast

We climbed into the back like animals. Seats folded a bit messy but enough space. I yanked her kurti up and her bra was already half open. Those heavy desi breasts spilled out and I sucked the nipples hard biting a little. She moaned loud and pushed my face deeper. Suck them proper she said. Mark them I want to feel it tomorrow at the wedding.

I bit and licked while my hand shoved into her jeans. No panty even. Fingers slid into hot wet cunt easy. Two fingers then three and she grinded on them. Juices coated my palm. She opened the jeans fully and kicked them off with her sandals. Legs spread wide in that small space. Pink slit shiny under the dim cabin light.

I bent down and ate her out rough. Tongue flat on the clit then pushed inside. She held my hair and fucked my face. Yes like that eat it dirty she kept saying. I licked every drop and added two fingers again curling them. Her thighs shook and she came first time quick squirting a little on the seat. Breathless she pulled me up by the shirt.

Now put that thick cock in me no condom nothing. I want it raw. I spat on my cock and rubbed the head on her opening. Pushed in slow at first because she was tight even wet. Then slammed full length. She cried out and claws dug my back. Full balls deep I started pounding. Car rocked hard. Windows fogged in minutes.

Her tits bounced with every thrust. I grabbed them and squeezed while hammering. Neha kept talking filth. Harder Amit tear this chut. Make me limp. I flipped her onto knees facing the door. Grabbed her hips and rammed from behind. Ass slapped loud against me. That wet sound of cock in pussy filled the car. She pushed back matching me. Deeper you bastard she yelled. I slapped her ass red and she only got wetter.

Outside Air And Second Round

Sweat poured. I pulled out and dragged her out the door into the cool night air. Bent her over the open back door. Night insects loud around us but nobody on that stretch. I entered her again from behind standing. One hand on her neck light press other on hip. Long deep strokes that made her legs weak. She reached back and spread her own cheeks for deeper reach.

I spit on her asshole and rubbed a thumb there while fucking the pussy. She tensed then relaxed. Put a finger she whispered. I did slow. Two holes filled and she came again shaking so hard I had to hold her up. Her juices ran down both our legs. I was close but held back. Pulled out and made her kneel on the dirt.

She took my cock in mouth tasting herself. Sucked messy with spit strings. Looked up with watery eyes and said cum on my face or inside I dont care just give it. I chose inside. Lifted her onto the car hood careful of the edge and spread her legs wide. Entered again and fucked short hard bursts. She locked ankles behind me. When I blew it was deep ropes flooding her. She milked every drop with her cunt walls clenching.

We stayed locked a minute panting. Cum leaked when I pulled free thick white on her thighs. She scooped some and licked her fingers grinning. Tastes like proper road fuck she said. I laughed tired and wiped sweat. We cleaned rough with tissues from the glove box. Dressed half proper. Jeans sticky seats ruined a bit but who cared.

Back on the road she kept her hand on my cock soft again like she owned it. Halfway to Nashik she made me stop once more at a quiet petrol pump side. Quick handjob under the shirt while I pretended checking tyres. She swallowed that load neat in the dark. By the time we reached the wedding house both of us walked funny. Her neck had bite marks she covered with dupatta. My back scratched raw.

Next morning she texted me from the women side. Still leaking your cum a little. Want round three in the bathroom later. I replied just tell me time. That whole trip stayed filthy. Every rest stop became another chance. Once against a tree line she rode me reverse cowgirl till the car horn almost went from her hand. Another time I fucked her throat till tears and she thanked me after.

Neha was no shy girl. She liked it rough and loud and dirty talk in mix of hindi english. Call my chut names she would say. Tell me how loose you made it. I did and she came harder. We never used rubber whole way. Bareback every time and she took loads in pussy mouth and once across those big tits then rubbed it in like lotion.

On return drive it was worse. Night again. She wore a short skirt no underwear on purpose. Kept flashing me. I drove one hand and fingered her till she soaked the seat more. Pulled over near a closed orchard gate. This time she sat on my lap facing me in the driver seat. Skirt up cock buried. Bounced hard roof of car almost hitting her head. I bit her neck and she left nail marks on my shoulders again.

We came together that time loud enough someone might have heard if any truck passed. After she stayed sitting on me soft cock still inside and whispered next trip we do longer route more stops. I just nodded spent. That woman turned a simple wedding drive into non stop fucking marathon.

Even now months later when I take that same highway my cock remembers. The smell of her pussy in the car the slap of skin the way she begged for harder. Pure desi road filth no romance just need. She still messages random nights asking if I want another drive somewhere far. I always say yes pack light and leave the AC off so windows fog faster.

Last time we tried the rear seats fully down like a small bed. I ate her for twenty minutes straight till she pulled my hair screaming. Then I fucked her missionary slow deep then switched to pounding that made the shocks complain. Came so much it dripped out onto the mat. She laughed and said good we carry tissues like professionals now.

I am no poet type. Just a guy who got lucky with a girl who likes cock on highways. Neha knows what she wants and takes it. No games. Pull over strip fuck clean up drive more. Perfect system. If you ever get a chance like that with a wild one do not waste it on soft kisses. Go straight for the wet parts and make the car rock till the suspension hates you.

That Nashik run ruined normal hotel sex for me. Nothing beats the risk of headlights maybe coming the smell of dust and sex mixed the way her moans carried outside. We left cum stains and scratch marks as souvenirs. Worth every second. Next time maybe longer ghat roads more lonely turns. She already picked a date. My cock is counting days.

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